[Verse 1]
They match their sneakers on the subway stairs
Sharing one earbud, fixing each other's hair
He holds the door like it's a little movie scene
I catch myself watching from aisle seventeen
You text "where are you?" like I ruined your day
Then leave your jacket on my chair and walk away
We know the script, every fight has the same lines
But theirs looks perfect from the corner of my eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
I know I shouldn't compare
But tell me, why do they look so rare?
You and me are barely getting through
While every couple makes me wish I knew
[Chorus]
I want what they have, that picture-perfect rush
The hand on the waist, the laughing too much
They look so cool, like a scene I could choose
But I'm stuck in a love that keeps making me lose
I want what they have, not another excuse
Not cold little silences dressed up as truth
If loving you feels like I'm begging for proof
Maybe I'm jealous because I know what I should do
[Post-Chorus]
Oh-oh, I know, I know
Cute from a distance, ours is overload
Oh-oh, let go, let go
I want a love that doesn't make me fold
[Verse 2]
At the café, she steals his slice of cake
He laughs and lets her, no score to keep or take
You count my mistakes like coins beneath your thumb
Then ask why I don't feel like giving anyone
Your friends say we're fine when we're standing in line
But you won't meet my eyes when the bill comes on time
I keep our worst nights folded under my sleeve
While strangers show me everything I need to see
[Pre-Chorus]
I know I shouldn't compare
But tell me, why do they look so rare?
You and me are barely getting through
While every couple makes me wish I knew
[Chorus]
I want what they have, that picture-perfect rush
The hand on the waist, the laughing too much
They look so cool, like a scene I could choose
But I'm stuck in a love that keeps making me lose
I want what they have, not another excuse
Not cold little silences dressed up as truth
If loving you feels like I'm begging for proof
Maybe I'm jealous because I know what I should do
[Bridge]
Maybe the girl in the window isn't lucky at all
Maybe she just finally stopped waiting for the call
I don't need matching shoes or a camera-ready kiss
I need someone who stays when the room gets like this
[Final Chorus]
I want what they have, that easy kind of trust
The hand on the waist, the laughing too much
They look so cool, and now I finally choose
To walk from a love that keeps making me lose
I want what they have, but I won't copy their truth
I'll find something real, something honest and new
If loving you feels like I'm begging for proof
I'm not jealous anymore—I know what I should do
[Outro]
Oh-oh, I know, I know
Cute from a distance, ours is overload
Oh-oh, let go, let go
I want a love that doesn't make me fold